What to do when you’re snowed in…

If it gets any more exciting around here, I think I will scream.  Okay, I know my friends in sunnier places are happy they are there, and my friend in snowy places are tired of the topic.  I promise I won’t laugh when it gets too hot, too dry or too windy where you are. And no, I’m not longing for summer.  I never longed for summer after I left grade school.

I had a boss once who was a soccer referee in the summer months.  I asked him what he did in the winter months.  “Eat” he responded.  That’s what we do when we are housebound…eat.  It takes oodles of will power not to eat.  Mostly, I drink buckets of tea.  At night I sleepwalk and excrete it.

But we do eat…mostly healthy foods, I hope.  Fish today and chicken tomorrow.

Another thing we do is haul seed to the bird feeders.  They need food too.  A poor ‘Early” Robin has been spending an inordinate amount of time in the heated bird bath, David says.  When I say we haul food to the feeders, I mean David.

And we both play with our laptops, side by side, tapping away.  Me showing him cute animal photos from Facebook, David giving me the five-minute weather forecast, because all he does is look at the weather when he’s not feeding the birds.

Our dogs, who haven’t been walked in days, are completely insane, running back and forth from one end of the house to the other.

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I haven’t read much today, I’ve been cooking or working on my family tree.  I finally found the death record for my third great-grandfather (GR3) on my Dad’s mom’s side.  GR3 died at age 83, in Ward 6 of an insane asylum, “exhausted from senile dementia,” the death record says. He had remarried and his daughter from the second marriage migrated West and died in Washington state.

Most of the kids from his first marriage (my ancestors) went off to fight the Civil War or migrated to Wisconsin, or both. My second great Grand Dad did both.  I’ve been reading the records and know they had incredibly hard lives, scratching out a living as dirt farmers until something came along, and that something was the Civil War and the Railroad.

All along the way the family was besieged by famine, freezing in winter (one died), various illnesses, consumption being the worst, and fierce Indians for a while.  (The Indians had been paid “$5 per scalp” by the French during the French and Indian Wars, which GR3’s ancestors fought.)

Fortunately, I found the town records which act like newspapers, reporting every birth, marriage and death for a while.  You must be able to read cursive to examine the original records.

One thing these people always did was build schools.  English, mathematics and science were considered top subjects for them.  And children who didn’t behave were expelled from school. They wanted a ‘Good Orderly Society’ above all.

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21 thoughts on “What to do when you’re snowed in…

  1. I got started with my family tree a few years ago and got to the point where I was going to have pay for some things and I quit. I may start up again.

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  2. I don’t even go back as far as you did to see how awfully hard it was to keep afloat before Social Security, etc. I was the youngest of 5 girls and my folks managed to get us all college educated altho Dad had to sell a valuable Stamp Collection he’d inherited and my Mother took in sewing. I never made enough money to get a monthly check above the minimum nnow that I’m retired but at the very least I CAN make it work.

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  3. It must be so hard not to munch when the snow is knee high to an ephalant. 🙂 I’m having problems with that weight of winter boredom. At least I can get out. G feeds his murder of crows, and I think of you too.

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  4. I’m truly in awe of all the genealogical background you’re able to discover. One of our guests was commenting how he’d like to learn how his Irish and German relatives came to be in the U.S. I couldn’t help him.

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    • Irish and Germans came early in the colonial days. So did Jews, Italians, Dutch, and others. They were not all English. They were the same motley crew that lives in the U.S. today. Tell your friend to read ‘The Barbarous Years’ by Bernard Bailyn. About the colonies on the East coast. E Pluribus Unum.

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  5. I wrote a post titled “Family Tree in Korea,” which might interest you.

    I guess in those early years of the colonies, it was survival of the fittest. At least now, we don’t have to deal with so much internal warfare.

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  6. ‘Joined up writing’ was the way we had ‘proper ‘ writing as opposed to printing explained to us by the teacher in junior school (aged about 7/8 at the time). Mine has deteriorated so much since I finished working full time and spend more of my time using a computer – to the point that I sometimes have to write (we are talking messages in greeting cards here ) out what I want to say quickly on a scap of paper then write it properly quite slowly on the card. Tragic isn’t it 😦
    Have been out of action this week so just catching up on fellow bloggers. Thank goodness for scheduled posts.
    Cathy

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